The Chakra on Naruto's fingers dispersed, with a steady push and pull.
A warm eyeball, stained with blood and sticky tissue, with pupils showing the pattern of Three Tomoe, was forcefully pulled out of Danzo's eye socket.
It is Mangekyō Sharingan of Shisui Uchiha.
Mangekyō Sharingan owns Kotoamatsukami!
The moment his eyeballs left his body, Danzo felt as if a piece of his soul had been torn out. Not only was he in severe pain, but there was also a sense of emptiness and rage that his power had been forcibly deprived of him.
Naruto instantly used Flying Thunder God to distance himself from Danzo. Without looking at the precious trophy in his hand, Left Hand instantly unfolded the small Sealing Scroll that had been prepared, and pressed his eyeball into the sealing formation in the center of Scroll with his right hand.
"Seal!"
With a low drink, Chakra was injected.
The runes on Scroll suddenly lit up, sealing the eyeballs tightly, cutting off all aura and possible tracking.
Then Scroll rolled up automatically and was quickly taken back by Naruto to the absolute safety of the lining of the black robe.
The whole process went smoothly, from appearance to eye-catching seal, in less than two seconds.
Fast, accurate, and ruthless, without any unnecessary movements, as if it had been practiced thousands of times.
Okay, the main purpose of this infiltration has been completed.
The eyes under Naruto's mask glanced coldly at Shimura Danzō who staggered back, Left Hand tightly covering the socket of his right eye with blood gushing out, and roared in pain.
Kill Danzo?
That was just a matter of convenience.
Even, in Naruto's plan, this may be "simpler" than taking the eyes.
Because you want to prevent the other party from destroying this eyeball.
And Danzo's trump card is nothing more than the disgusting "resurrection coin" trick.
Relying on the looted Sharingan on his right arm, he casts Forbidden Jutsu and "Izanagi" to turn the reality that is unfavorable to him into a dream and achieve a short-term "immortality".
But, so what?
In the face of absolute strength, speed, and... the insight into all his trump cards, the so-called "resurrection coin" is just a pitiful trick to prolong the pain and increase the struggle.
Danzo jumped back several meters, leaning against the cold wall, his body trembling slightly due to severe pain and blood loss.
Warm blood gurgled out from between Left Hand's fingers, dyeing Hokage Robe's front red, and also dripping on his strange right arm covered with Sharingan.
His remaining left eye, bloodshot from the extreme pain and rage, was staring at the black-robed masked man not far away, almost as if it was protruding.
That space movement without warning just now...
It's Flying Thunder God!
The S-class Space-Time Ninjutsu created by Second Hokage Tobirama Senju and carried forward by Fourth Hokage Minato Namikaze!
Knowing Flying Thunder God, and also possessing such a powerful Ice Release... At the same time, he accurately knew that Shisui's Mangekyo Sharingan was hidden in his right eye, and he took it away instantly in this almost humiliating way...
Who is the other party...?
Orochimaru? Impossible!
Orochimaru has never seen Scroll that records Flying Thunder God.
Sent from Hiruzen?
When did Hiruzen have such a terrifying guy under his command?
Or... some force hidden deeper that even he didn't know about?
An unprecedented sense of crisis and mystery, like ice water mixed with severe pain, poured through Danzo's whole body.
For the first time, he felt that he had changed from the hunter who always hid in the dark, weaved conspiracies, and controlled other people's lives and deaths.
He turned into a person who was completely shrouded in the shadow of the unknown, and all his trump cards seemed to be spread out in the sun, and could be seen through at a glance... a embarrassed prey.
This huge identity gap and sense of loss of control, mixed with the severe pain and humiliation of having his eye sockets dug out, almost made Shimura Danzō, who had always been gloomy and calm, fall into a crazy rage.
What a joke!
I, Shimura Danzō, have planned my whole life and endured it for decades, how could I fall into the hands of a rat who hides his head and shows his tail!
Before the roar in his heart could stop, a cold and piercing pain exploded from his chest without warning!
Danzo's remaining left eye suddenly widened and he lowered his head in disbelief.
I saw a crystal-clear ice-blue sword blade exuding a biting cold air. At some point, it had completely penetrated his chest and emerged from his chest. His warm blood was dripping from the tip of the sword.
The cold feeling spread quickly, freezing his blood and paralyzing his nerves, and the severe pain of losing his right eye seemed to be covered by this bone-chilling chill.
"What are you thinking about? So entranced?"
A voice that had been voice-changed sounded faintly.
When?
Flying Thunder God?
No!
He had been staring at the other party just now, but the other party showed no signs of Hand Seals or using Formula!
Is it Shadow Clone?
Or something else?
Danzo's thinking was stagnated and confused for a moment because of this sudden fatal blow.
However, the scarier thing is yet to come.
The ice blade that pierced into his body didn't just stop at the piercing damage.
The moment the ice blade entered his body, it exploded like an activated poisonous snake!
Chi chi chi--
Countless sharp ice spikes suddenly exploded in all directions from the main body of the ice blade that penetrated his chest, like wildly growing thorns and vines.
They tore through muscle, pierced internal organs, punctured bones, and even pierced out from under the skin of other parts of his body.
Danzo's entire chest seemed to have turned into a bloody and bloody ice thorn hell that erupted from the inside out in an instant!
"Pfft!"
A large mouthful of thick blood mixed with internal organ fragments and ice crystals spurted out from Danzo's mouth, dyeing the ground and air in front of him with a layer of mournful scarlet.
His body was convulsing violently due to the internal destruction, and his life force was flowing away like a flood.
His consciousness quickly blurred, but deep in Danzo's left eye, the ruthlessness and determination belonging to the darkness of tolerance burned to the extreme the moment before death came.
Flying Thunder God... really difficult to deal with... strange and unpredictable...
The opponent must have used Shadow Clone to use Flying Thunder God, teleporting to the blind spot in his field of vision and completing the fatal blow.
Fortunately, I have just completed Izanagi and Hand Seals and recorded my status.
No, it's useless to think about this now!
But... I haven't lost yet!
I can't die, I can't die!
I... will soon be Hokage!
Fifth Hokage!
Konoha will be truly powerful in my hands!
I can't die here!
We can't die at the hands of this hidden rat!
The almost obsessive roar reverberated wildly in the depths of his soul, overpowering the physical pain and squeezing out every remaining willpower.
The desire for power, the obsession to become Hokage, and the fear of death mixed into a violent force.
With this power, Danzo used up all the remaining strength in his body, even ignoring the terrifying ice spines on his chest that were grinding his internal organs into ice slag.
Shadow Clone pulled out the sword and cut off Danzo's right arm.
The veins on his neck popped out, and a broken and hoarse syllable containing some strange rhythm came out of his throat, like the last roar of a dying beast, or like a sacrificial call to some taboo existence:
"Yi-xie-na-qi--!"
The moment the last syllable fell, a sudden change occurred!